Volume 2 The Fight on the Sea Chapter 60 The Mission Is Over

"I'm sorry for that." Searle stared at the man in front of him and said, "The above means to arrest all the members of the World Economic Newspaper." ”

Searle's words made Morrigens's face sink, and the reporters became even more flustered.

"You should know that once you do something, you have to pay a price."

Serge's expression was unusually serious, as if he was judging everyone.

"Do you have to involve these innocent people?" Morrigens's emotions suddenly became intense.

Are these journalists really innocent? Perhaps, yes, some of them may not know why they were arrested. However, as long as he is a member of the World Economic Newspaper, this consequence must be borne.

"Don't forget that you are the one who is involved in these innocent people!" Serge stepped forward and grabbed Morrigens by the collar, lifted him up and said, "You are playing your so-called journalist game with the lives of countless people!" ”

"You monster, hurry up and let go of the president!"

"Bastard, if you don't let go, I'll shoot."

The reporters stared nervously at Searle, fearing that he would be detrimental to the president.

"Isn't it good to let the civilians know the truth? Why hide the truth? Morgan Regans said stiffly.

To this day, Morrigens does not realize his mistake and is still self-righteous.

Searle took a deep breath and put Morrigens down.

"Maybe I shouldn't have told you so much." Searle glanced around: "Self-righteous people like you don't understand what politics really is. ”

Seeing Searle put Morrigens down, the reporters stopped.

"Is politics all about concealing the truth and deceiving the common people?" Morrigens asked unrelentingly.

Hearing this, Searle felt that he was about to be angry to death, why is there such an iron person in the world.

"Who do you think you are? God? Can you see the whole world from God's perspective? Searle said angrily: "What does the so-called truth bring to the world in addition to the panic? You have reminded me that you are just a hopeless fool, don't take the sword in the hands of the hearty! ”

"I~"

Morrigens wasn't a complete fool either, he had long known that this matter might not be that simple, and Morrigens was a little speechless at the thought that because of his self-righteousness, the whole world was thrown into a panic.

At this moment, the office fell into complete silence, and not a single sound could be heard.

After a long time, Serge broke the silence with a word.

"It's almost time, do you want to take the initiative to come with me, or do you want me to do it?"

As soon as this sentence came out, it almost meant that Searle's patience had run out.

"I see." Mr. Morrigens gestured to the reporters, and they walked out of the building.

If you look closely, you will find that Morrigens has completely lost that pride at this time, and the whole person is like dozens of years old, and he walks towards the navy with his body bent.

At the entrance of the World Economic Newspaper building in Murray Town, in addition to the navy, there is also the King's Army who help maintain order.

With the help of the King's Army, the Navy does not have to worry about the emotional problems of the civilians. If there are so many navies surrounding the town in normal times, I am afraid it will cause a collective panic!

The soldiers took out the shackles and prepared to handcuff the prisoners.

"Don't shackle them, so be it." Serge opened his mouth to stop.

Morrigens gave Searle a grateful look, and then followed the soldiers slowly.

"Huh?" Searle stumbled upon a masked figure in the crowd, his eyes showing a look of anxiety and nervousness.

Perhaps noticing Serge's gaze, the masked man lowered his head and fled behind him in a panic.

"Did you really slip through the net?" Serge said to Jacob: "I suddenly remembered something, you guys go first, I'll follow you later." ”

"Isn't the mission accomplished? What else? Jacob wondered.

"Less wordy! Jacob, you look like an aunt. ”

With that, Searle quickly disappeared into the crowd.

Looking at the back of Searle's departure, Jacob shook his head depressedly, and said in his heart: "Could it be that you have become verbose when you are older?" ”

Out of the navigator's field of vision, Serge began to chase the fleeing masked man.

"Shave!"

Searle instantly appeared in front of the masked man, blocking his way.

"Well, I think we should stop this child's play." Serge looked at the masked man and said with a sneer, "I don't mind revealing your true colors." ”

"Did you really find out?" The masked man whispered.

The masked man's voice sounded very green, definitely a boy no more than twenty years old.

The masked man then threw the black robe he had put on his body into the air, along with the mask.

"Arrest me, I don't have the confidence to escape from you, Lieutenant Colonel Serge."

Searle looked at the boy in front of him in surprise, no, it should be a young bird.

The teenager was dressed in elaborate punk-style clothes, and under the uncovered mask was a strange bird's head, three parts like a man and seven parts like a bird.

The neck and arms are feathers similar to those of a seagull, and the palms are simply wings.

"This feather looks familiar." Searle stared at the feathers on the boy's body, as if Morrigens had the same feathers around his neck.

"Let me introduce myself, I'm Mölgaons, the young president of the World Economic Newspaper." There was no trace of panic in the bird-headed boy's eyes.

"Morgause? Looks like you know me well. Serge said with a smile.

"No, not exactly, I only know that not long ago, you defeated the famous blade Pelce, it's really hard to imagine that your strength is only a lieutenant colonel." Morgaus spread his wings.

"Well-informed news, it seems that the World Economic News is not as simple as I imagined." Searle wondered, "Can you tell me why you look like this, in fact, I wanted to ask before." ”

Whether it is Morrigens or Mölgaons, both father and son have bird characteristics, but the characteristics of Mörgaons are more obvious. Serge had noticed this before, and because of the scene, he had to dispel this doubt.

Morgans hesitated for a moment, then said with a relieved expression: "It's not a secret, I'm a special race on the Great Voyage, just like the Long-Hand Clan. ”

"Our species can communicate with any bird, and for the same reason, we can drive birds to work for us, the so-called news birds, and besides, I am the one who eats the albatross form of the animal bird fruit. ”

"So that's the case, the animal abilities are really weird guys."

"Then we'll see you next time." Serge turned to leave.

"Wait, you're not going to arrest me?" Mölkons said with a stunned expression.

"Anyway, why I'm here, maybe I'm lost! No, we have to go back quickly. Searle ignored Morgause, his body froze, and he suddenly disappeared in place.

Morgaus wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, and stared at the place where Searle disappeared with a complicated expression: "What a strange navy!" ”

On the docks near the town of Murray, the sailors have detained all the members of the World Economic News on a warship.

"What the hell is this guy doing? The warship was about to start, but he was nowhere to be seen. Jacob grumbled as he looked in the direction of Mori.

"Huh!"

A huge body instantly appeared on the dock.

"Oops, this shaving is too much physical energy." Searle moved his sore leg for a moment, and his mouth shook.

"What the hell are you doing? Only back now. Jacob shouted at Searle as he stood on the warship.

Serge winked at Jacob, "It's a secret, I can't tell you." ”

"Cut. Bored, hurry up and get on board, we've been delayed for a long time. Jacob said in a deep voice.

"Knock~"

Serge jumped onto his warship and landed right on the command platform.

"The target has been arrested, let's go!" Serge shouted an order towards the fleet.

"Look." Jacob pointed at Mori Town and said, "Isn't that His Majesty Pluck?" ”

Sure enough, as they approached the port, King Pruk and countless royal troops waved their arms to see off the navy.

"Goodbye! His Majesty Prucker. Serge likewise waved his hand toward the shore and shouted.

Under the bright sun, the naval fleet sailed into the distance.